[Jay-Z]JEAH !!! Back blocked on everybody laptop(HOV) Hittin' niggas from da shower, hold a note like da guy who said da British is comin'(KELL) Oh yeah da niggas is comin' get out ya good dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving(HOV) And non other than da "R" and without further a due like Freddy get ready it's .....

[R Kelly]Whatever happen Lord, don't pass me byCause whenever I did wrong it was ya name I criedI heard you forgave over and over againBut when I found out I love you, you became ammune to my sinsLaid wide awake in da middle of my sleep (I see dead people)And sometimes it's me Lord I never wanted to be a thug fatherI only wanted to be a son of a fatherThat's how it sounds inside, worse than da war in Iraq, when it's me against II gave up da weed and somehow Im still highThree years still seein' them three guys Lord (Whoo)Sometimes I don't know what you want from me, but I do know you know what I want from you(Give it to me)(Come on) Take away this Hennessey, take away me runnin' da streetsStop people from rapin' me, take away all this jealously and prejudicyLord you said it was better place, I grew up around pimps, hustlers, hoes and project gatesIts HARD TO BELIEVE in what I can't seeI got to get this money and feed my family

[Jay-Z]Whatever in me guides my life, dear Lord don't Let Me Die tonight But if I shall before I wake, what shall I say Its been a good run from hoodlum to outin' da statesHow could one who made so much foul mistakes, still be allowed to have a smile on my faceHow whatever da case Im glad it wasn't murder, in a town you never heard ofFrom a nickel plated burnerNow my life straight like a perm, tried to take da spot I earnMuthafucka better learn

[Chorus](Its HOV) Back blocked on everybody laptop(KELL) Hit niggas from da shower, hold a note like da guy who said da British is comin'(HOV) Oh yeah da niggas is comin get out ya good dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving(KELL) And non other than da "R" and without further a due like Freddy get ready

[R Kelly]Lord hear me out, got a few more things to sayThese demons be chasin' me like everyday (Come here)Nah my life on crutches, never say I never walk againBut da devil is a lie cause I believe within'You're da reason that Im still here, even though I don't act like it Even though I hear my callin' and fight it Fools do me so wrong, it's hard to stay righteousPimpin was allowed to happen I'll hide it Believe me Lord I want you, got money and fame but still it just wont do Sometimes I don't like who I am, when I look in da mirror my reflection is Uncle Sam (Uncle Sam)And every night I have these weird dreams, that a preacher trapped inside of me wake up and cantBreatheI feel like it's twenty of me, goin' twenty different directions on a one way street LordI got houses, money and cars, and met every single superstarI got da whole music industry sold, but it still don't matter .......

[R Kelly & Jay-Z]When Im gone and my casket closed!!!

[Jay-Z]Whatever in me guides my life, dear Lord don't Let Me Die tonightBut if I shall before I wake, I'd accept my fateI did what I did my heart was in da right place (Ohhh)I guess so I can live it put food on my plateYou must still love me not to let it in by three that dayWell whatever da case Im glad it wasn't murder, in a town you never heard ofFrom a nickel plated burnerI guess Im not finished wit my journey, please forgive me for my sins Shit Im still tryna learn me

[Chorus](HOV) From da back block on everybody laptop(KELL) Hit niggas from da shower, hold a note like da guy who said da British was comin'(HOV) Oh yeah da niggas is comin get out ya good dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving(KELL) And non other than da "R" and without further a due like Freddy get ready

[Bridge][(R Kelly) Jay-Z]Many men (Whoo) have come and gone in these streets (Feel Me)Walked alone in these streets (Ohhh) waitin' to hear from you (Come on Lord)Oh Lord,(Whoo)wrap your arms (Wrap your arms around us God)around da hood(Lift every peace from war, bring our soldiers home, Let us pray)